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“Taber” Callan kept his voice low “None of us like it, but it has to be done”

“Then let’s get to the damned point,” Seth demanded coldly, his voice sharp, brisk “I’ll assume this is about Dawn?”

Callan almost snarled Taber jerked his head to the side and Kane rubbed at the back of his neck

“Mr Lawrence, we’ve only met briefly” Jonas Wyatt, with his weird silver eyes and savage features, stepped forward to lean against the front of the desk, a television remote control in his hand

“I remember you,” Seth answered, his voice clipped

“Dawn concerns us,” he said then, his voice gruff, arrogant He was one of those ht respect hi, but he wasn’t a man others could be comfortable around

Seth knew the type He was the saance that naturally didn’t fit hen it came in contact with those ere similar

“Dawn concerns me as well, Mr Wyatt,” Seth infor her out, and no one wants to talk tothe aid Lawrence Industries has offered to the Breeds”

“Dawn isn’t for sale, Lawrence,” Callan growled then, the sound ru in his throat

“I didn’t ask to buy her” Seth sent him a cold smile “I believe I made my intentions clear to you, Lyons”

“And that’s e’re here” With a flick of his hand toward them, two silent enforcers slid the heavy curtains over the s, leaving the room in shadows

Seth noted thehi he didn’t want to know

“I’roasfor action

Seth caught the other erously sharp canines as Taber turned to him

“What the hell is going on?”